Showing posts with label shot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shot. Show all posts

Thursday, 10 January 2013

Incredible delusion



There followed a brief silence during which I kept a straight face. Suddenly it became plain that they were under the incredible delusion that I shot Theodore, but they didn’t care to say so in as many words, which was vastly diverting. Of course it was what they’d wanted, and had hinted to me through Prideaux, and Speedy, having seen the pistol in my hand and Theodore stark and stiff, had concluded that I’d done the dirty deed to save H.M.G. the painful embarrassment of having to try and possibly hang the black bugger. (“But no one must ever know, Sir Robert . . . controversy . . . press gang, scoundrel Stanley . . . questions in the house . . . uproar . . . regicide . . . scandalum magnatum . . . honour of the Army . . . “)


Flashman on the March, p.273, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.


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Wednesday, 16 November 2011

Life at the American bar



He was a Switzer, though American-born, named Kagi… He’d been a teacher, and had fought in Kansas, where he’d distinguished himself by shooting a judge — who in turn put three slugs into Kagi, which gives you some notion of what life at the American bar was like in those days.


Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.229, Harper Collins, 1995.


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Wednesday, 23 June 2010

Crossed legs



For a moment I wondered if having his love-muscle shot off had affected his brain…


Flashman's Lady, p.140, Pan edition, 1979.



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Friday, 27 March 2009

Wounded several times



I’ve been wounded several times, all of them damned painful, but you may take word for it that a ball in the bum is the worst.



Flash For Freedom!, p.240, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.




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Tuesday, 24 March 2009

Here lies Harry Flashman



   ‘My God, are you hurt?’ she cried, and for some idiot reason I had a vision of a tombstone bearing the legend: ‘Here lies Harry Flashman, late 11th Hussars, shot in the arse while crossing the Ohio River’.



Flash For Freedom!, p.233, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.




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Wednesday, 31 January 2007

I didn't presume

'My good sir,' I said. 'I didn't presume to tell you where to aim your shot; don't tell me where I should have aimed mine.'







Flashman, p. 44, Pan edition, 12th printing, 1979.


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